Accordi e testo completo di "New Rules" di Dua Lipa per chitarra. Tonalità: DO. Accordi principali: LAm, SOL, FA, FA7+. Spartito con accordi sopra il testo, trasponibile su Strimpello.

Tonalità

DO

Accordi

LAm, SOL, FA, FA7+

Domande frequenti

Quali sono gli accordi di New Rules di Dua Lipa?
Gli accordi usati in "New Rules" di Dua Lipa sono: LAm, SOL, FA, FA7+. Tonalità: DO.
In che tonalità è New Rules?
"New Rules" di Dua Lipa è in tonalità DO.
Dove trovo il testo e gli accordi di New Rules?
Testo e accordi completi di "New Rules" sono su Strimpello: https://strimpello.com/song/new-rules.
Chi canta New Rules?
"New Rules" è interpretata da Dua Lipa.

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New Rules
Dua Lipa
Key: DO
LAm             SOL FA    SOL       
One, one, one...

LAm
Talkin' in my sleep at night

Makin' myself crazy

FA              
 (Out of my mind, out of my mind)

LAm
Wrote it down and read it out

                   SOL   FA
Hopin' it would save me

(Too many times, too many times)

LAm                            SOL     FA
My love, he makes me feel like nobody else

Nobody else

SOL    LAm                       SOL           FA
But my love, he doesn't love me, so I tell myself

               SOL
I tell myself

LAm
One, don't pick up the phone

                                                  SOL
You know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone

FA
Two, don't let him in

You'll have to kick him out again

LAm
Three, don't be his friend

                                                SOL  FA7+
You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the morning

                                           SOL    LAm
And if you're under him, you ain't gettin' over him

I got new rules, I count 'em

                   SOL       FA7+  
I got new rules, I count 'em

                        LAm   
I gotta tell them to myself

                           FA7+
I got new rules, I count 'em

I gotta tell them to myself

LAm                                               SOL   FA                    
I keep pushin' forwards, but he keeps pullin' me backwards

(Nowhere to turn) no way

                   SOL
(Nowhere to turn) no

LAm                                                SOL   FA
Now I'm standing back from it, I finally see the pattern

(I never learn, I never learn)

SOL    LAm                       SOL           FA7+        
But my love, he doesn't love me, so I tell myself

I tell myself

              SOL
I do, I do, I do

LAm
One, don't pick up the phone

                                                  SOL
You know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone

FA
Two, don't let him in

You'll have to kick him out again

LAm
Three, don't be his friend

                                                SOL  FA7+
You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the morning

                                           SOL    LAm
And if you're under him, you ain't gettin' over him

I got new rules, I count 'em

                   SOL       FA7+  
I got new rules, I count 'em

                        LAm   
I gotta tell them to myself

                           FA7+
I got new rules, I count 'em

               SOL   
I gotta tell them to myself

LAm
Practice makes perfect

                 SOL         FA7+
I'm still tryna learn it by heart

(I got new rules, I count 'em)

LAm
Eat, sleep, and breathe it

                     SOL       FA7+
Rehearse and repeat it, 'cause I

(I got new, I got new, I...)

LAm
One, don't pick up the phone

                                                  SOL
You know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone

FA
Two, don't let him in

You'll have to kick him out again

LAm
Three, don't be his friend

                                                SOL  FA7+
You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the morning

                                           SOL    LAm
And if you're under him, you ain't gettin' over him

I got new rules, I count 'em

                   SOL       FA7+  
I got new rules, I count 'em

                        LAm   
I gotta tell them to myself

                           FA7+
I got new rules, I count 'em

                 SOL   
I gotta tell them to myself

      LAm
Don't let him in, don't let him in

Don't, don't, don't, don't

         FA7+
Don't be his friend, don't be his friend

Don't, don't, don't, don't

      LAm
Don't let him in, don't let him in

Don't, don't, don't, don't

         FA7+
Don't be his friend, don't be his friend

Don't, don't, don't, don't

You gettin' over him

New Rules

Dua Lipa · Key DO

One, one, one...
Talkin' in my sleep at night
Makin' myself crazy
(Out of my mind, out of my mind)
Wrote it down and read it out
Hopin' it would save me
(Too many times, too many times)
My love, he makes me feel like nobody else
Nobody else
But my love, he doesn't love me, so I tell myself
I tell myself
One, don't pick up the phone
You know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone
Two, don't let him in
You'll have to kick him out again
Three, don't be his friend
You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the morning
And if you're under him, you ain't gettin' over him
I got new rules, I count 'em
I got new rules, I count 'em
I gotta tell them to myself
I got new rules, I count 'em
I gotta tell them to myself
I keep pushin' forwards, but he keeps pullin' me backwards
(Nowhere to turn) no way
(Nowhere to turn) no
Now I'm standing back from it, I finally see the pattern
(I never learn, I never learn)
But my love, he doesn't love me, so I tell myself
I tell myself
I do, I do, I do
One, don't pick up the phone
You know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone
Two, don't let him in
You'll have to kick him out again
Three, don't be his friend
You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the morning
And if you're under him, you ain't gettin' over him
I got new rules, I count 'em
I got new rules, I count 'em
I gotta tell them to myself
I got new rules, I count 'em
I gotta tell them to myself
Practice makes perfect
I'm still tryna learn it by heart
(I got new rules, I count 'em)
Eat, sleep, and breathe it
Rehearse and repeat it, 'cause I
(I got new, I got new, I...)
One, don't pick up the phone
You know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone
Two, don't let him in
You'll have to kick him out again
Three, don't be his friend
You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the morning
And if you're under him, you ain't gettin' over him
I got new rules, I count 'em
I got new rules, I count 'em
I gotta tell them to myself
I got new rules, I count 'em
I gotta tell them to myself
Don't let him in, don't let him in
Don't, don't, don't, don't
Don't be his friend, don't be his friend
Don't, don't, don't, don't
Don't let him in, don't let him in
Don't, don't, don't, don't
Don't be his friend, don't be his friend
Don't, don't, don't, don't
You gettin' over him

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